Ever heard of Okawville, Illinois? I hadn’t either until my friend (and first boss ever!) Tracey assured me that not only is it a real place (where 990 people live!) but that it was the place she was going to be celebrating her wedding.
A year before, she’d messaged me to see if I’d be available to cover the wedding that she was sure would be coming in the next year (she had a sneaking suspicion that a proposal was on the way – and she was right!) I hadn’t shot any weddings at that point (and hadn’t really planned on it) but she was quite insistent that she wanted NO posed photos, so I figured I’d give it a whirl. So, December of 2018, I loaded up the gear and headed out to Illinois, unsure of what I’d find.
And what I found was the coolest flippin’ wedding venue in the world: The Original Springs Hotel in Okawville, IL. The bonus? It was hauuuunted ooooooooooooo! Read More
I really don’t like second-shooting for other photographers (which is why I never do) because I’m a gigantic control freak. GIGANTIC. It’s my art, and the thought of someone else telling me HOW to art or of them editing the photos I’ve taken the way that THEY prefer to edit them irks me all the way to the very core of my person.
But when Cody Sowa posted in a photography group asking for help second-shooting (and possibly taking over as lead photographer) for weddings he’d booked prior to discovering he had cancer and would need to do chemotherapy, I didn’t hesitate to offer my help. And I’m so glad I did. Because not only did I get to help someone who turned out to be a super kind, rad dude who I now consider a friend, I also got to shoot my first bike wedding.
Yeah that’s right. A bike wedding Read More
It's a good thing I can take photos while crying, cause this one was a doozy. Read More
The minute I saw Erin's bridal suite at the Hotel Boulderado, I did a happy dance. Draped in dark, billowy curtains, stuffed with lavish, Victoria-era furniture and gilded mirrors, and covered in ornate, flowery wallpaper - it's as if the room were gifted unto me by the photo Gods. Read More
The first thing I saw when I walked into Maggie and Pablo’s room at the hotel in Estes Park where they’d be eloping was this: Read More